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Ch. 7 Naughty, Naughty

I stared around at Baia as we kept driving through. As we passed through the middle of town, I turned around. The lights behind us winked like little stars. I could imagine how Baia would look like in the winter, with snow and the lights winking in the darkness.

Finally, we pulled up in front of a modest two-story house. Dimitri got out and took my luggage before he came to me and laced his fingers through my own. "Ready?"

"Yes," I murmured.

We walked up to the door, and Dimitri knocked on the door.

The door opened and a dark-haired woman peeked out. The resemblance between her and Dimitri was so striking I instantly knew that it was his mother.

"Dimka!" she exclaimed, stepping forward to hug him tightly.

"Mama," he responded, hugging her back. There was a string of Russian, and I wistfully regarded them, wishing I could understand.

Dimitri broke apart from his mother. "Rose, this is my mother, Olena. And Mama, this is Rose."

"It's nice to meet you at last, Rose," Olena said in English with a smile, stepping forward to hug me. "Dimka has told me about you."

"I hope they weren't bad," I murmured, pretending to glare at Dimitri.

Olena laughed gently as she released me. "It was all good. Now come in!"

"Is anyone else still up?" Dimitri asked as we stepped in through the door.

Olena shook her head, and pushed back her long brown hair. "No. You know how half the time we must adapt to a human schedule."

Ah. So that explained why the town was so quiet when we'd driven through. To blend in with the rest of town, the dhampirs had to follow a human schedule so it didn't look weird. But I supposed it wouldn't be too hard for dhampirs to follow.

He walked up the stairs, me following behind. Olena sounded somewhat amused when she spoke. "Dimka, don't go into your…er, old room."

"My old room?" he nearly yelled, turning around to face his mother. I cringed and stepped back from him. Dimitri did not look happy about hearing his room called his "old" room. I wondered what had happened to it. My question was answered with Olena's response.

"When you left home…I gave your room to Viktoria." She must be one of his sisters, I thought. He'd never told me his sisters' names.

He quieted instantly, anxiousness in his dark eyes. "Is Viktoria alright?"

Olena nodded. "They decided that the minor surgery was unnecessary, but it could take up to three days before she wakes up. Luckily, the doctors said her coma wasn't life-threatening."

"Thank God," Dimitri breathed, and his tension eased.

"She's also being looked after by a dhampir doctor," Olena added. "If there's anything 'weird' in our blood…well humans would get suspicious."

Dhampirs had originally come from Moroi mixing with humans-half vampire, half human. Over time, the Moroi had started hiding away from the humans and dhampirs were created from Moroi and dhampirs. I didn't know if there was anything "weird" in dhampir blood, but it was a possibility.

"Where am I supposed to sleep now?" Dimitri grumbled. The annoyed look on his face was hilarious. "My 'old' room better not be pink and girly."

"Sleep in the guest room," Olena said, pointing down the hall to a room next to Dimitri's "old" room. I noticed she'd purposely avoided directly commenting on his "pink and girly" comment. "And Rose can stay with you too."

I exchanged a look with Dimitri. Huh. We'd be sharing a room? That was certainly going to be interesting.

After Olena helped us settle in, we said our goodnights and she padded away quietly down the stairs. The rest of the house was all quiet.

There were two queen-sized beds in the guest room, with a large nightstand in between. The walls were white, with several framed photos of what I assumed to be the Belikov family. The floor was a dark mahogany, with several rugs covering the floor, and there was a bathroom on the far side.

I yawned and looked at the clock on the nightstand. "I really feel like I need a shower."

"Go ahead," Dimitri said, gesturing towards the open bathroom. "I'll go after you."

I looked at him mischievously. "Or why don't we save water, and shower together?"

He raised his eyebrow at me, but clearly he was amused. "Maybe another time, Roza."

I pouted, but I fished out my toiletry bag, and some clothes to put on. I walked into the bathroom, and flipped the light on.

The shower did a lot to clear my head and make me feel a little less grungy after ten hours of flying. I'd just stepped out of the shower with a towel around me when the door opened and Dimitri came in.

"Hey! I just got out," I protested, wrapping the towel a little tighter around me.

"If only I'd come in sooner," Dimitri murmured, wrapping his arms around me.

"You don't mind I'm all wet?" I asked, snuggling a little into him.

He laughed softly. "I only mind that you're wearing a towel." He leaned down and kissed my lips.

I kissed him back fiercely, and before I knew what he was doing, he'd lifted me up so I was now sitting on the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and kept kissing him.

His hand trailed up my leg, under my towel, and against my inner thigh. I gasped as he touched my thighs, and he slid his other hand up against my back.

I leaned up, exposing a bit more skin than I'd been intending, and softly bit his ear and trailed kisses all the way down to his jaw line. He let out a soft moan, and then kissed my shoulder, my arm, my chest…

I gently pushed him away as he was about to kiss a little lower, gasping. "Didn't you say you wanted to take a shower, Comrade?" I teased him as I hopped off the counter.

"Damn," he murmured. "Fine, fine."

I'd just started to take off my towel when I remembered Dimitri was still in the room. Blushing, I quickly wrapped it around me. "Stop staring at me like that."

"You could always continue," Dimitri said almost mischievously.

I turned him around so he was looking the other way. "You can just look the other way and start getting ready to shower."

He started taking off his shirt, exposing bronzed skin and muscles. I had to keep myself from staring, and turned around to put on my sleepwear.

I walked back outside, and sat on one of the beds, yawning. My schedule was pretty much screwed up from flying, and I'd be thrown off even more by the time change.

Dimitri came out a few minutes later, toweling off his wet hair. My attention was drawn to the fact how he was shirtless, and he was wearing only sweats.

My mind flashed back to when we were under the influence of the lust charm. We'd started kissing and he'd lifted up the hem of my dress-

I cut off those memories, trying to keep control. He came over to me after tossing the towel down. "So…"

I looked down at the floor, and blushed. "Do you want to sleep in separate beds? If you want to…"

Dimitri wrapped his arms around me in a hug. "Do you think I really want to sleep in a separate bed when you're in the room?"

I blushed for what had to be the second time in half an hour.

He led me over to one of the beds, and sat down. "Let's go to bed."

I came over to him, and lay down on the bed. He lay down next to me, and switched off the light. I snuggled closer to him, and he held me close against his chest. I shivered at his warmth.

"You're trembling," he murmured softly.

I turned to face him. Even in the dark, I could tell that his gaze was on me.

I did want us to give in to our desire for each other…especially when we were sleeping so close to each other, and in the same bed. Remember, it won't help matters if you give in before graduation, I told myself.

Still…it's not like we couldn't kiss and get close. I leaned up, and gave him a soft kiss.

He kissed me back, and rolled over so he was on top of me. I was underneath him on the bed.

He kissed me all over, and my skin began to tingle from his hard kisses. He softly bit into the side of my neck, and I gasped as his lips brushed over a sensitive spot. His fingers ran through my hair, still wet from my shower.

I kissed his throat, and then down to his shoulder. Our breathing grew faster, and our kisses became more passionate. He shivered as I ran my fingers down his chest and to his stomach.

He eased down my sweats and my tank top and took them off. I shivered, and pressed myself closer to him.

"Maybe…we should stop before it goes further," I whispered, even though I really didn't want to.

Dimitri laughed, and ran his fingers down my exposed skin, making me tingle all over. "Go further?" He kissed the skin between my breasts. "Here…or here?" He kissed downwards, stopping a little at the edge of my panties.

I moaned a little, trying to make him understand to not go any further. He looked at me, and then brushed his fingers along the front of my panties. I gasped when he gently brushed a very sensitive spot, and kissed him, our tongues playing against each other's.

We stopped kissing, and I shivered, rubbing my arms against the cold. Dimitri helped me put my tank top back on, and I wrapped myself a little closer to him and breathed in his scent. It smelled so good to me, and yet, if someone asked me how to describe it, I had no idea how to.

"Good night, Dimitri," I murmured, closing my eyes.

I could barely hear him whisper "Good night Roza" before I fell asleep.

Something soft pressed against my cheek when I opened my eyes the next morning. Turning a little on my side, Dimitri's lips met my own.

"Good morning," he greeted me.

"Morning, Comrade," I murmured, stretching and peering at the clock. "It's only nine in the morning."

"I'm guessing my sisters have gone to work already," Dimitri remarked as I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Already?"

Dimitri nodded, a slight smile crossing his face. "That means only my grandmother and my mother are home right now."

Ahh…we were almost alone. Who knew what types of things could happen…I blushed, remembering a few of the things we'd done last night.

"Is Rose Hathaway actually blushing?" Dimitri asked, raising his eyebrow at me.

Oops. He'd noticed. "Were you staring at my face?" I returned.

"Of course," he said easily, lightly tickling my sides and making me squeal.

"Stop, stop, it tickles!" I said, giggling uncontrollably when he started tickling my sides even more.

He finally stopped tickling and we just looked into each other's eyes. I felt my heart start beating faster just looking at him.

He scooted closer to me, and pressing his lips against my ear, whispered, "Do you want more naughty things like last night?"

I blushed scarlet. "Dimitri!"

"What? No one can hear me," he said, pulling a little away from me.

I said, "Well…we're in your home…"

He laughed softly. "Remember, most of my family is out."

I kept blushing but said, "Yes, I do want it."

Before the last word had left my mouth, he was fiercely kissing me and leaned over me so that I was pressed against the bed, like last night. His hands went to my back, and he'd lifted off my tank top and tossed it onto the ground.

I slipped out from under him, and now he was the one under me on the bed. I kissed his hip, and made my way up to his collarbone. He sighed with longing, and then captured my lips with his own.

"I love you," he whispered, taking my hand and kissing each of my fingers. He started sucking gently on my pointer finger, making me shiver at his touch.

"I love you too," I whispered back, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

We were pressing ourselves a little closer with every kiss. He now got on top of me, and kissed all the way down to my stomach. I just wanted to lose myself into the bliss of being with him, and his skin pressed against mine.

He kissed my neck and made his way down to my collarbone. I wanted so much more, considering we were making out on a bed…